Chapter 11
Shi Xiaonian thought that after she went through the polygraph test, he would realize that it was all a misunderstanding .
“I’m being ridiculous? Shi Xiaonian, since you like playing so much, I’ll play with you!”
Gong Ou roared in a towering rage . He reached out and squeezed her chin as if he were going to shatter it .
Underneath his body, the woman’s soft curves fit tightly against him . A soft mass heaved up and down because of anger .
Damn it!
Why was this woman was so beautiful when she was angry?
Shi Xiaonian was pressed beneath him such that two of them could hardly get any closer . She was both angry and embarrassed as she shouted, “You thug! Didn’t you say that you didn’t want to touch me again?”
Was he a sex addict?
“You’re the one seducing me . ” Gong Ou pushed the blame onto her .
“I’m not . ”
“You’re a slut with a pure and innocent face . If that isn’t seduction, what is?” Gong Ou teased . As he locked gazes with her, his eyes darkened with desire . He lowered his head to kiss her lips .
Shi Xiaonian had never met someone so shameless . She stared blankly, then quickly came to the realization that while he was the one with the dishonorable intentions, he would push the blame on her . Hatred bubbled forth .
As Gong Ou neared her face, Shi Xiaonian leaned over and used the last of her strength to bite Gong Ou’s neck, holding on tenaciously .
Her teeth sunk deeply into his skin .
This was the last of her resistance .
“Urgh—”
Gong Ou grunted in pain, arrogantly pushed her head away, and held a hand to his neck . He looked at his palm . It was covered in red blood .
She had bit him so savagely .
“Woman . You……”
Gong Ou was about to angrily rebuke her . He lowered his gaze only to see Shi Xiaonian’s head had been slammed into the flat-screen monitor from his push and was passed out on top of the polygraph chair .
She fainted?
She was even more fragile than a cup .
Gong Ou raised his hand to smack her, yet Shi Xiaonian remained unconscious . Tears trickled out of her closed eyes . She looked pathetically frail……
She didn’t look like she was faking at all .
Gong Ou’s gaze froze as his fist suddenly stopped in midair . He felt as if he’d received a blow to the chest as an unfathomable feeling rose up within him .
“Young master . You’re bleeding!?”
Butler Feng De walked in and shouted in fear when he saw Gong Ou’s neck covered in blood, “I’ll get the first aid kit right away!”
“In a moment . ”
Gong Ou spoke icily . Then, he picked her up in a horizontal carry from the polygraph chair and walked towards his room . As he walked, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers .
Her lips were sweeter than a clear spring . He would never tell her this .
Pain .
Lots of pain .
Shi Xiaonian woke up, muddled, on the bed . A bright ray of sunlight shone in from a large window illuminating the large Euro-style bedroom . The purple floor-length curtains added a bit of softness to the room .
It was in this softness that the smooth, slippery sheets slowly slid down her skin . An expanse of white skin was exposed to the air . (T/N: The metaphor here is that it was untouched by any fabric . )
“Miss Shi, you’ve finally woken up . ”
Feng De stood courteously to the side . When she woke up, he smiled as he spoke to her .
Shi Xiaonian didn’t respond as she silently sat up . Discomfort and pain made her recall those unbearable memories .
She woke up many times in pain, but Gong Ou didn’t didn’t give a damn about what she wanted .
She fainted in pain then awoke in pain… . .
That beast hadn’t shown her mercy even when she was unconscious .
Her body… . had become his toy to play with recklessly .
“Miss Shi, do you need to eat something? There are 36 chefs from all over the world in the kitchen . You can eat anything you want, any flavor you want,” Feng De offered .
“When can you let me go?”
Shi Xiaonian leaned against the headboard, her face wan . Her voice was slightly husky, and her lifeless eyes were devoid of hope .